Stunningly beautiful yet wicked, she begins by conquering eight beast husbands.

Chapter 101 His Majesty entrusted this matter to Sophia.
Scarlett was taken to the courtroom.

When the news reached the Herda Palace, Dzeko was returning from the Fourteenth Army Corps.

He flew his spaceship all night, crossing three planets to return to Skano.

His military uniform was wrinkled in several places, and he only had time to straighten it after getting off the airship.

As the black military boots entered the Herda Palace.

The messenger just came out from inside, brushed past him, and hurriedly boarded the royal airship and left.

Zheko entered the main hall and, not seeing Scarlett, turned to Riley and asked, "What's going on? Has His Majesty summoned Scarlett?"

Four people were sitting in the main hall.

Riley, Holst, Sevilla, and Chiye.

Seville was the most nervous.

He woke up early in the morning and didn't see Scarlett or Gellar. His first thought was that Scarlett had eloped with him.

I was anxious all morning and didn't eat or drink anything.

By the afternoon.

A messenger from the royal court announced that Scarlett had been brought to trial for murder and that sentencing would be scheduled for a later date.

At that moment, Sevilla wished Scarlett had eloped with Gella.

He is now filled with despair and doesn't know what to do.

Chi Ye returned with his attendants. He was on duty at the Imperial Court when he heard the news about Scarlett. He was alarmed, asked the head of the Imperial Court guards for leave, and rushed back.

Riley and Holster exchanged a knowing glance, and then Riley spoke: "Scarlett committed murder. There are witnesses and physical evidence, and the case has been sent to the court. Once the Royal Court has reviewed the case, it will officially enter the trial stage."

"Scarlett killed someone?" Zheko frowned, meeting Riley's gaze with a meaningful look.

Riley readily agreed, "Yes."

"impossible!"

Chi Ye slammed his fist on the table and stood up. "Scarlett would never kill anyone!"

Sylvia also said, "Yes, Scarlett would never kill anyone! She must have been framed! Let's go to His Majesty to seek justice."

Holst glanced at the two of them, raised an eyebrow, and a cold light flashed in his smoky gray eyes. He said in a deep voice, "His Majesty will not see you."

"Why?" Chi Ye asked in astonishment.

Holster's gaze was deep and cold. "His Majesty has entrusted this matter to Sophia."

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"Damn it! How did Sophia suddenly appear out of nowhere! She stole all my credit, Mother Queen is so biased!"

Morton emerged from the courtroom cursing and swearing, his face flushed with resentment.

Just moments ago, he had brought Scarlett to the trial court and hadn't even had a chance to report this to his mother, the Queen, or recount Scarlett's misdeeds, when he saw Sophia enter the courtroom in a crisp military uniform.

Sofia said, "You've worked hard, Third Prince. I'll take care of the rest. Please return to your residence to rest."

Morton, of course, was unwilling to relinquish the credit he had just earned, and said coldly, "Sophia, Scarlett was captured by me, don't even think about taking the credit! I will take full responsibility for this, you can go back now!"

Sophia smiled slightly and said calmly, "Third Prince, His Majesty sent me."

She didn't need to say much; one sentence was enough to silence Morton.

In terms of status, Sophia is a sector executive officer, while he is merely a junior commander at the Grand Military Academy, without any official rank, spending his days idly at the academy.

In terms of kinship, he was indeed her biological son, but the Queen Mother preferred Sophia and entrusted her with everything.

The words his mother said to him most often were: "Morton, your greatest comfort is that you live well and don't cause trouble."

He is not only inferior to Scarlett, but also far inferior to Sofia!

Morton boarded the airship, seething with anger. Back at his residence, he grew even angrier, unable to eat, and smashed over a dozen bowls in a row.

And then I get angry.

Sang Zhuo returned and happened to see him holding a bowl, cursing with a vicious look on his face.

The two looked at each other.

Morton's momentum faltered. He didn't know whether to throw the bowl in his hand or smash it. He silently hugged it to his chest, looked at Sandra with fawning eyes, and asked with concern, "Mistress, you're back. Are you tired today? Would you like me to arrange a full-body spa for you?"

Looking at the mess on the floor, Sang Zhuo picked a clean chair and sat down. He casually picked up a glass of juice from the table, drank it all in one gulp, and asked without looking up, "What? Did someone upset you again?"

Morton put down his bowl, scurried over to Sandra, squatted down in front of her, rested his chin on the armrest of the chair, blinked twice, and asked innocently, "Mistress, will you stand up for me?"

Sang Zhuo glanced at him. "Speak first."

Morton sobbed twice and said tearfully, "Today I..."

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Scarlett was imprisoned in the courthouse's underground jail.

The prison has ten floors; the higher the floor, the more serious the crime and the worse the environment.

Scarlett's room is on the seventh floor. It's a separate room with no windows, and all four walls are white and glow, making the room as bright as day.

The 1.2-meter-wide bed was placed in the middle of the room, taking up two-thirds of the space. Scarlett could either lie on the bed or sit on it, leaving her with very little room to move around.

Her personal terminal was locked, so she couldn't see the time or know how long she had been there.

Whether I open my eyes or close them, all I see is a vast expanse of white.

Scarlett sighed.

He continued to lie on the bed with his legs crossed.

Fortunately, the ceiling isn't white, which helps alleviate visual fatigue.

"She killed someone and is still so relaxed, without any remorse. No wonder she is Scarlett, the infamous and vicious female in the interstellar world. I have seen it all today."

As Scarlett was looking at it, the ceiling suddenly flickered, and a face appeared, speaking to her.

That face was very beautiful, smooth and full, with a full forehead, deep-set eyes, and a high nose bridge. The features were three-dimensional but not aggressive, yet they were just right to catch the eye.

But her appearance was so sudden and peculiar that Scarlett was startled before she could even appreciate it.

She exclaimed "Ah!" and sprang up from the bed, quickly hiding under it while muttering to herself.

"No, no, no, no! I didn't kill anyone."

"Revenge if you have a grudge, and seek justice if you have a grievance."

"If you kill the wrong person, I'll haunt you as a ghost in the underworld. You'd better think carefully!"

Scarlett recited a long string of words. Sandra frowned impatiently after listening. She ordered someone to open the cell door, went inside, came to the bedside, bent down and looked at Scarlett, who was curled up in a ball and trembling. She sneered, reached out and grabbed Scarlett's collar, and pulled her out from under the bed.

"Scarlett, look closely, I'm not a ghost."

Scarlett then dared to look at her with renewed courage.

Not content with just looking, she also touched the other person's face. It was smooth, soft, and elastic. Confirming that it was a real person, Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief.

She smiled and politely asked, "Hello, may I ask who you are? May I be put down? My neck is a little sore."

"can."

Sandra released his grip, smiled, and introduced herself: "My name is Sandra, Sandra Leon. I am one of the presiding judges of the court, and I am in charge of your case."

Why does the surname Leon sound so familiar? It seems like one of her beastly husbands has the surname Leon.

Scarlett glanced at Sang Zhuo, a strong sense of familiarity washing over her. Her gaze lingered on Sang Zhuo's nose for a long time before she belatedly asked, "Who is Mo Ting to you?"

(End of this chapter)